Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Saudi Arabia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Danielle Patucci to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bizarre Inc.,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Fugazi,
Negative Approach,
Josef K,
Ronan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dual Sessions,
Kevin Saunderson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kerrie Biddell,
Slave,
Scott Walker,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Slick Rick,
Patti Smith,
Donald Byrd,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
New Order,
The Associates,
Mandrill,
Arthur Verocai,
The Litter,
Desert Stars,
Q65,
Tropical Tobacco,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Five Americans,
June Days,
Flamin' Groovies,
Visage,
Swans,
Quando Quango,
Minnie Riperton,
David McCallum,
The Selecter,
The Pop Group,
Throbbing Gristle,
David Axelrod,
Aaron Thompson,
Ossler,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Oblivians,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Remains,
Bob Dylan,
Lakeside,
John Cale,
The Birthday Party,
Letta Mbulu,
Stockholm Monsters,
UT,
X-Ray Spex,
Scrapy,
The American Breed,
Al Stewart,
Easy Going,
Public Enemy,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.